|Something to aspire to!|
The sun shines, people start to wear clothing that borders on inappropriate to the English eye and the air is filled with a general haze of optimism. No wonder flowers choose to bust out of their sleeping bags and attempt to tackle even the most jaded of passers-by with some happiness at this time of year. May is a month where you want to commit to all things positive and regardless of the random nature of Britain' weather patterns, put a stake in your window-box and say, "Bring me sunshine".
After a barren period of about six months my window box (I think the first acquisition on buying our house seven years ago - "no, we don't have any chairs, tables, rugs or curtains but we look good from the outside!" ?) has just been resuscitated once again. I'm quite good at this. It involves a great deal of enthusiasm with some bulbs in early spring or a trip to the garden centre yesterday. Then I say five Hail Marys and an Our Father before chucking a bit of Holy Water at it and hoping for the best. "You're on your own now partner, let's hope you aren't too needy."
This year The Box is sporting a random meadow like look, no contrived matchy-matchy stuff here. You can't go wrong with doing a bit of blind shopping when it comes to plants. In fact, in my humble opinion, the more colourblind you are the better your harvest will be - well, for others anyway. Nature can match any of it's rainbow of colours together and never make a pig' ear of the assembled cast. So mine is big, colourful and ... a bit odd. How long will they last, the happy colourful family of flowers out front? Only nature can tell but I sure do love 'em right now.
|Onwards and upwards lads.|
|The security team .|